Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Links of Destiny ❯ Chapter 8

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Fhazha was stunned. She couldn't believe what the old man had said, but it was true!
A myriad of questions assaulted her as she tried to take in the significance of what she had heard. How had she missed them? How come she had not discovered their existence? How come she had never crossed their path?
Everyone had been stunned to silence. Nobody knew what to make of this new revelation.

"My name is Paragas and this is my son Brolli" "Years ago, we discovered that planet Vegeta had been destroyed and ever since then we have been searching for any survivors. In our search we heard rumors that the prince of all saiyans had survived Vegeta's cataclysm, and we have been searching for you ever since. We did find survivors and have in fact established ourselves in a small planet not far from here. We have been quite content for sometime now, but there is something vital missing. You my prince. We need to re-establish the foundations of the Royal House of the Saiyan race and I have come here to ask you to go back with us and rule as our king."
Fhazha couldn't believe the old man, what was he talking about? Other survivors? But there were none! Who better than her to know? She had spent all her life searching for them. There was no way she could have missed them, was there?

"And where is this planet you speak of Paragas?"
At her question the old man looked at her semi frowning and then he smiled
"Aah...a saiyan female, we are in very much need of saiyan females indeed"

"Answer the question old man!" Vegeta ordered him, clearly disliking the way the old man had looked at Fhazha, almost disrobing her with those sly eyes of his.

"About four light years from here. It is in the north galaxy and its atmosphere is similar to that of earth"

"I don't remember any planet in that sector with those characteristics"

"But it is there I assure you" he said bowing his head once more. He did not meet her eyes as he said this, something that doubled Fhazha's suspicions.

"How is it that you survived?"
The old man frowned at her insistence, why was this woman asking so many questions?
" My son and I were on a mission at the time. When we returned to Planet Vegeta it was already too late"

He answered too fast, as if it had been rehearsed.

"I'm not interested" was all Vegeta said
The old man gritted his teeth in anger...

"But you must! Surely you would want to rule your kind, to be treated with the deference you deserve, to establish your royal bloodline"

"Like I said, I'm not interested"

The old man stood silent for a minute taking in Vegeta's refusal. Suddenly he shrugged as if accepting the Prince's decision.
"Then you don't mind if my son and I stay for a while here, perhaps you will reconsider..."

"Do as you wish, but I doubt that I will be persuaded if those are your intentions."

With those last words Vegeta turned away from him with Fhazha and Goku following him. Fhazha took one last look at the old man as he straightened, his eyes glued at Vegeta's retreating form, and then she looked at Brolli and was surprised to see him looking inscrutably at her.
"How weird" she silently thought, the son had not uttered one word in the entire exchange

"So what say you Kakarrot? Very peculiar indeed"

"I don't know Vegeta, I don't like it " Goku said with a great deal of suspicion dripping from his voice

"It just doesn't make any sense. I traveled through the northern galaxy and no planet that I could remember fits that description. Besides, it seems unlikely that I never came upon them. Surely, at least once. Besides, why go to the trouble of finding you when he could have proclaimed himself King of this new colony? Honesty from such a man is highly unlikely"

"We'll see" Vegeta replied, and without a backward glance took to the skies leaving Goku and Fhazha behind.

The days kept their course in a calmed and peaceful manner. She continued teaching the children in the afternoons, but soon realized she couldn't dislodge the sense of unease that was now her constant companion. She found herself spending more time at Capsule Corp, for the old Saiyan had made camp near it to constantly seek Vegeta. Fhazha knew that the old man kept insisting on Vegeta returning with him. He was subtle about it, trying to seduce the prince with the promise of immense power, but so far his insistence had proved fruitless for Vegeta would still not agree. Fhazha observed the old man and realized that he was studying Vegeta, getting to know him and understand him, subtly probing, asking, pushing, and Fhazha didn't like it one bit. The son on the other hand was an enigma she couldn't figure out. He never spoke unless prompted by the father. And it was hard for her to believe that such an impressive specimen of Saiyan was actually that simple or weak. There was this innocence in his eyes that contrasted with his physical appearance. He acted as if he was a puppet and the father the puppet master.

She was thinking about these things as she made her way to a beautiful and secluded area near the Son's house where a narrow river ran through it. As she got there she was surprised to find the giant saiyan already there. He was sitting near the river's bank and fhazha was astonished to see he was holding a little squirrel in his right hand gently caressing it with the other.

Fhazha approached him and startled he looked at her, turning his face away. She thought he was going to leave and before giving him the chance she sat beside him. She didn't say anything and for a long time they just sat there in silence. To fhazha's befuddled surprise, Brolli offered her the little squirrel and she looked into his eyes frowning for this was the most unexpected thing ever. For such a giant of a Saiyan she thought, he was not behaving as he should. But the softness of his eyes won her over and smiling back at him she accepted the little squirrel. That's when she noticed the abrasions around his neck, obviously caused by a thick golden collar he wore.

"Oh my god! it's hurting you" she told him dismayed and when she made to touch him he jerked away from her.

"I won't hurt you I promise, just let me take a look at it...please"

He didn't say anything, he only looked down on her and Fhazha thought that he would leave, but surprising her again, he sat down in acquiescence.

She inspected the ugly rash gently racing her fingers around it, probing the extent of the damage and for the looks of it the scar was old...

"You must take it off. Your skin is having an adverse reaction from it" she told him looking at him in the eyes...
For a moment his gazed softened in a remarkable manner, his pupils almost dilating...

"I never take it off..."
It was nothing but a whisper

"But you must, at least until the rash goes away"
She insisted, but he only shook his head, obviously he just refused to take the damn thing off.

"I guess then that we'll just have to figure something else, eh?"
And he smiled and to her, it was one of the most radiant smiles that had ever shined upon her....

"Brolli!"

Startled they both saw Paragas heading in their direction, a displeased scowl on his face. Fhazha frowned for the man seemed furious. What had made him so?

"I've been looking for you all over the place! What have I told you about leaving my side!"

"Surely Paragas, you don't think that he would have gotten lost" she asked him with as much sarcasm as she could possibly mustard...

And then he looked at her and the hatred that shined in his eyes shook her to the core. She gasped, for he had shed his veil, showing her the true extent of his feelings and just as suddenly the hateful gleam disappeared, replaced by his usual oily smile...

"Of course not Fhazha, is just that I'm a little over protective of him, as I know you understand such feelings, for aren't you protective of the children of this pride as well? You must relate to my feelings don't you say? Brolli is all I have and the reason I was looking for him is to share the wonderful news!"
He was too sly and fhazha didn't like that one bit. The last part of his speech was said triumphantly, as if challenging her in some way.
She arched one brow looking down on him, something he always hated.."And what news is that?"

"Why...The Prince has accepted to accompany me to New Planet Vegeta as its new ruler. You can forgive my excitement, can't you?"

Fhazha was shocked understanding his triumphant smirk. Without answering his mocking question she stormed away heading for Capsule Corporation.

Fhazha was not aware of Paraga's piercing hatred at her retreating back, and as soon as she was out of earshot he turned to his son...

"That bitch could ruin everything! Somehow we must get rid of her, but not here. These Saiyans are all too aware of each other. Any anomaly in her ki and they would be on my back faster than the blink of an eye. There's gotta be a way to lure her from here so I could kill her"

"You won't hurt her"...his son said, his words nothing but a whisper, but it had the same impact on Paragas as if he would have shouted it...
He looked at Brolli frowning, and looked away as he slyly smiled with a calculating glint in his eyes....
"So, the boy is taken with her?This could be to my advantage very much indeed"
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On capsule corp...

"You cannot go!"
Vegeta looked up at her words. They were in the gravity room...

"How dare you interrupt my training brat!"

"What is this the old man told me? You cannot mean to go to that place"

"And why not? I have reconsidered"

"Because he's not trustworthy!"

"I have made up my mind" he stubbornly told her..
Fhazha felt desperate, she knew him well enough to realize that once he made up his mind it would be near impossible to convince him to do otherwise.

"Why? What made you change your mind on this! Please don't go!"

"I cannot let this opportunity escape my hands brat. The man claims that one of the survivors living in that planet is the legendary super saiyan! A saiyan far stronger than me. I must go to prove to everyone that I'm the strongest Saiyan in the universe!"

Fhazha couldn't believe what she was hearing; the old man had finally figured it out! He finally realized that the only way to get Vegeta to agree was by challenging his pride. The lie was perfect, the son of a bitch was cunning she had to give him that. There was no way to convince Vegeta otherwise. And she laughed at the ridiculous story, she laughed hysterically....

"And...and you mean to tell me you believed that super saiyan bull shit? How blind can you be? He would have told you anything to make you go! Don't you see? That's what I don't trust about him, his persistence!
He should have given up on you months ago! Yet he stayed doing whatever was necessary to convince you, and he finally did!"

"I don't give a fuck what you believe, I've made up my mind"

"Listen to me Damn you! You cannot take the risk!"
Fhazha felt shots of frustration flowing through her; she was on the brink of desperation. She even thought about kneeling in front of him begging him not to go...

"I will go, I will defeat the Legendary Super Saiyan, and then I'm coming back here to destroy Kakarrot once and for all, do you hear me!
I'll prove the fool who is the strongest Saiyan in the Universe!"

"Would you stop already with that stupid rivalry you have carried on for so long! Who are you trying to fool anyway? Think you I don't know how you really feel about him? I know better than that "I hate Kakarrot" bull shit! You have proved time and time again how much you really care about him. Yes, don't look surprised, you have learned to love him like the brother you never had. He represents every single sibling you annihilated in order to become a king. You have learned to admire him and respect him even if you wish to make everyone believe the opposite. YOU LOVE HIM!
Yes, just as much as he loves you, you are just too stupid and blind to accept it! You think it a weakness but it is not! Your pride won't let you accept it because you feel ashamed, you hate the fact he's stronger than you are. But if only you were able to see. You are just as strong as Kakarrot, all of us saiyans have the capacity to reach greater plateaus and you can be as strong as he can, but you haven't been able to because to be like him you have to feel like him. He's a carefree soul that is not tormented by anything. You... you are blocked by your pride, by your frustrations, these emotions don't let you reach the plateaus you so desired. You don't need to go to that planet to prove anything; you can prove it right here. Please, listen to me..."

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" "I won't stand for your insolence anymore! I will go and that is that!"
Fhazha felt a terrible sense of dejection course through her body. The fool was too proud and she didn't know what else to do....

"Don't tell me rainbow head that you are going to cry?" he told her when for a moment her eyes had watered in frustration. He was mocking her with that smirk of his and folded arms.
Fhazha felt stunned at his words and startled looked at him, all this time she had thought he didn't remember, that he hadn't recognized her...

"You remember?"

"Of course I do! That ugly hair of yours is hard to miss you know. I have to admit that you pleased me more as a child than as a grown woman"

"It doesn't matter anymore" she told him looking away from his knowing eyes. She was afraid he would see the longing of her soul..."Since you are so adamant in going to that planet then let me go first to make sure it is not a trap"

"Don't be absurd brat! I don't need anyone to protect me! I don't need anyone! Do you hear!"
Fhazha was enraged at his intransigence

"Then have it your way! I could care less what happens to you anyway!"

And she stormed out of the gravity room leaving him just as enraged as she was.


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"You want her Brolli? Yes, I can see you do. Well, I have good news for you my son, for the looks of it she wants you too. Yes, yes my son, she told me. I have to say she will make a perfect mate for you"

"Are you sure father?"

Brolli's eyes were full of hope and anticipation. He couldn't believe she had feelings for him as well. Fhazha was the sweetest thing his eyes had ever beheld, and that day by the river, she had won his heart with her gentleness and her caring heart. Ever since the first time he had seen her he had been dreaming of tasting her sweetness...

"Tell you what Brolli, why don't you ask her to come to New Vegeta with us? Hmm? So you two could have some privacy? Over here those brats or her saiyan friends always surround her. No don't worry, she would be back before that.... I assure you. I'm sure she would like that very much, just the two of you.... Just the two of you...."

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"To New Vegeta?"
Fhazha was stunned. She couldn't believe Brolli was inviting her to go to the new planet. It was the perfect opportunity. Even if Vegeta didn't wish her help, she didn't care. She had to ensure his safety. For the first time since she had had that argument with him Fhazha wasn't enraged any more.
They were both on her Ship; Fhazha had wanted Brolli to meet Odysseyand to take care of the rash on his neck with one of her ointments. She had been treating his rash when he had asked her if she would like to see New Vegeta. He was playing with the little squirrel he had given her and had smiled when he noticed a blue ribbon around its little neck.

He looked expectantly at her..."Of course I would like to go! As soon as possible!" she told him...